Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

Specializes in live broadcast rooms.

Lu Yongzhi kept switching between Shi Qi and Cong Miaoshi's live broadcast rooms.

"Boss Yan He has very high mental strength, he should be fine..." Staff member A next to him forced a smile.

"It's hard to say. This Ding Feng is spreading fake news, and we don't know what the real data is." Staff B sighed.

Staff member C's eyes turned red and he slapped himself twice: "It's all my fault. I should have participated in this game. With my skills, I can easily get real news."

He has the skill to make the other party tell the truth, but lacks other attributes and skills, so he doesn't participate much in the game.

It is usually used for recruiting personnel and interrogating prisoners.

This time too, he was among the first to evacuate.

When he thought of this, he regretted it very much.

If he had gone, there would never have been any delay in the library mission, and his teammates would not have been sacrificed.

Lu Yongzhi grabbed staff member C's hand and comforted him: "It's not your fault. We can't predict it. Who can think of what will happen next?"

"Yan He has a lot of skill points and should be able to upgrade her skills. Her mental power must be more than 600 points. Plus they took a lot of attribute-boosting medicine in front of the library, so there should be no problem."

"Otherwise Yan He wouldn't have opened the book decisively."

Speaking of the library, staff member Ding Luopo said:

"It's a pity that Chengzi's live broadcast room was closed three minutes before they arrived. Three minutes. If he had held on for another three minutes, he might have been rescued."

The specialized department was silent.

……

Yan He stared at the text flashing in front of him.

The text consists of twenty characters per line, appearing ten lines at a time.

It only exists for one second and switches to a new sentence the next second.

This level was trivial to Yan He. In the simulator, the screen flashed dozens of times per second, but she could still remember it.

The screen flashed faster and faster, and Yan He went from being leisurely at the beginning to getting ready.

Her mental power is 800, and the prop blessing is 200, which is exactly 1000. This is why she dares to challenge the white book.

Five minutes later, the screen flashed a hundred times per second. Yan He concentrated on writing down every picture.

puff--

The screen stopped momentarily, and a string of blank text appeared on the opposite side.

Yan He took a closer look.

Hey guys, fill in the blanks.

You don't need to speak out or write to answer the questions, you just need to think of the corresponding answers in your mind.

Yan He glanced at ten lines, and the answers popped out one after another, and the screen flashed once a second.

At the end, there are actually multiple choice questions and short answer questions.

……

Ding Feng sat at the table next to him and stared at Yan He, while Cong Miaoshi stared at him.

"Hey, when do you think they will wake up?" Cong Miaoshi sighed slightly.

Ding Feng shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, and then changed the topic: "You said that your mental strength can't even read the lowest red book. Is it true?"

His eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was planning.

"That's right, I acquired a harmful-junk-level skill, and all attributes were deducted by 80%. Now it's a dead end against epic monsters."

From an angle that Ding Feng couldn't see, Cong Miaoshi pinched her thigh hard and squeezed out two tears.

Ding Feng nodded: "That's right, it's too miserable for you."

He turned his head and looked at Yan He and the player who was flipping through the book, without saying anything else.

Seeing that he didn't take any action, Cong Miaoshi couldn't help but become suspicious. Is there really no problem with this man?

Why doesn't she believe it?

After a few minutes of silence.

Ding Feng suddenly raised his head and looked upstairs: "There seems to be a leak upstairs. I'll go up and have a look."

"My mission is to keep an eye on the library and make sure nothing goes wrong. They will wake up soon. Please remind me."

With that said, he quickly went upstairs.

……

After answering the last question, Yan He's eyes flashed and he returned to the library.

A man as tall as the ceiling stood in front of her, with his hands behind his back, and said in a loud voice: "Ten minutes, that's pretty fast. Why haven't Shi Qi and the others woke up yet?"

Yan He looked at her blankly: "You transformed... did Ding Feng attack you?"

Cong Miaoshi revealed her arm, holding a person covered in blood in her hand.

"That's right, I didn't kill him for the sake of cliché."

"This guy is quite powerful. He forced me to use one of my ultimate moves."

She pouted.

Ding Feng looked at Yan He as if he had seen a ghost, and did not understand how she came out of the white book that required 1000 mental powers.

Yan He looked in the direction of Shi Qi, they were not awake yet.

"Wait, I'm going out for a while."

She tried to walk out the door. This time, there was no barrier on the door and she successfully walked out.

It seems the news is accurate.

Yan He quickly exchanged ten pills for 200 spiritual power in the mall and entered the library.

She stuffed the medicine into the mouths of the ten players respectively. The hands of the players turning the book paused, and the next second, they turned the book faster.

Yan He couldn't help but wonder, wouldn't she be so dumb when she just memorized the book?

In less than five minutes, the players, led by Shi Qi, gradually woke up.

"Yan He, Cong Miaoshi, fortunately you are here."

Shi Qi was still frightened. If these two people hadn't come, they would definitely be in trouble here.

Cong Miaoshi's body had returned to its original state, and she dragged Ding Feng over.

"How to deal with this person? No matter how I interrogated him just now, he didn't say anything."

Ding Feng closed his eyes, his face full of disdain and arrogance, as if he could do anything to me.

While Shi Qi was thinking, Yan He said decisively: "Kill him."

"No! You can't kill me!" Ding Feng opened his eyes suddenly, eyes full of disbelief, "Kill me, and you won't know the true spiritual power of these books!"

"How many types you can get now are not enough, right? So you can't kill me!"

But he didn't know that Yan He's ability to see weaknesses could directly tell the mental power corresponding to each book.

Not to mention that the players in the specialized department are extremely rich.

"You don't need to know. Now that you can leave the library, you can buy a few more items that increase your mental power." Yan He said with a smile.

These words reminded Shi Qi: "You are right. Ding Feng, we can just kill you. Finally, let me ask you a question, where are our remaining teammates?"

Cong Miaoshi's face was filled with sadness: "Li Yicheng is dead. I just saw his body upstairs."

"Wait, let me say, actually..."

Shi Qi's eyes became cold, he took out a knife and cut Ding Feng's neck without saying a word.

He vented his anger and stabbed him dozens more times until the ground was a bloody mess.

When the last player woke up, nine players came out of the library and bought a large number of items that increased their mental power. Their mental power reached 1200.

Three players were left to investigate, while the other players flipped through the books at the same time. Twenty minutes later, they obtained an encyclopedia with 90,000 categories.

Totally exceeds the number of gamers.